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5 So when they pass death's gloomy vale,
And flesh and mortal powers shall fail,
Their dying lips shall then confess,
He does not leave them comfortless.
6 Thanks to thy name, our dearest Lord,
For every promise in thy word;
But, O, with this our hearts impress,
'I will not leave you comfortless.'

257.

L. M.

The Corner-Stone. Ps. 118.

WATTS.

1 Lo! what a glorious corner-stone
The Jewish builders did refuse;
But God hath built his church thereon,
In spite of envy and the Jews.
2 Great God! the work is all divine,
The joy and wonder of our eyes;
This is the day that proves it thine,
The day that saw our Savior rise.
3 Sinners rejoice, and saints be glad;
Hosanna! let his name be blest!
A thousand honors on his head,
With peace, and light, and glory rest!
4 In God's own name he comes to bring
Salvation to our dying race;

Let the whole church address their king
With hearts of joy, and songs of praise.

258.

C. M.

WATTS.

The Same. Ps. 118.

1 BEHOLD the sure foundation-stone

Which God in Zion lays,

To build our heavenly hopes upon,
And his eternal praise.

2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear,
And saints adore the name;
They trust their whole salvation here,
Nor shall they suffer shame.

3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest,
Reject it with disdain;

Yet on this Rock the church shall rest,
And envy rage in vain.

4 What though the gates of hell withstood, Yet must this building rise:

"Tis thine own work, almighty God, And wondrous in our eyes.

259.

S. M.

WATTS.

The Same. Ps. 118.

1 SEE what a living stone

The builders did refuse;

Yet God hath built his church thereon,
In spite of envious Jews.

2 The scribe and angry priest
Reject thine only Son;

Yet on this Rock shall Zion rest,
As the chief corner-stone.

3 The work, O Lord, is thine,
And wondrous in our eyes;
This day declares it all divine,
This day did Jesus rise.
4 This is the glorious day

That our Redeemer made;
Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray -
Let all the church be glad.

5 Hosanna to the king

Of David's royal blood!

Bless him, ye saints: he comes to bring Salvation from your God.

6 We bless thine holy word,
Which all this grace displays;
And offer on thine altar, Lord,
Our sacrifice of praise.

260.

P. M.

*NEWTON.

Our Friend.

1 ONE there is, above all others,
Well deserves the name of friend;
His is love beyond a brother's,
Costly, free, and knows no end :
They who once his kindness prove
Find it everlasting love.

2 Which, of all our friends, to save us,
Could, or would have shed his blood?
But our Jesus died to have us
Reconciled in him to God:

This was boundless love indeed!
Jesus is a Friend in need.

3 When he lived on earth ill-treated, Friend of sinners was his name; Now, above all glory seated,

He rejoices in the same:

Still he calls them brethren, friends,
And to all their wants attends.

4 O, for grace, our hearts to soften!
Teach us, Lord, like him to love!
We, alas, forget too often

What a Friend we have above;

But, when home our souls are brought,
We will love thee as we ought.

261.

C. M.

Our Head.

DODDRIDGE.

1 JESUS, I sing thy matchless grace
That calls a worm thy own;
Gives me among thy saints a place,
To make thy glories known.
2 Allied to thee our vital head,

We live, and grow, and thrive;
From thee divided, each is dead
When most he seems alive.

3 Thy saints on earth and those above
Here join in sweet accord;
One body all in mutual love,
And thou our common Lord.

4 O, may my faith each hour derive
Thy spirit with delight;

While death and hell in vain shall strive
This bond to disunite.

5 Thou the whole body wilt present
Before thy Father's face;

Nor shall a wrinkle or a spot
Its beauteous form disgrace.

262.

C. M.

Our High Priest.

WATTS

1 WITH joy we meditate the grace
Of our High Priest above;
His heart is made of tenderness,
His bowels melt with love.

2 Touched with a sympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame;

He knows what sore temptations mean, For he has felt the same.

3 But spotless, innocent, and pure
The great Redeemer stood.
While Satan's fiery darts he bore,
And did resist to blood.

4 He in the days of feeble flesh
Poured out his cries and tears,
And in his measure feels afresh
What every member bears.

5 He'll never quench the smoking flax,
But raise it to a flame;

The bruised reed he never breaks,
Nor scorns the meanest name.

6 Then let our humble faith address
His mercy and his power;
We shall obtain delivering grace
In the distressing hour.

263.

L. M.

The Image of the Invisible God.

MASON.

1 THOU, Lord! by mortal eyes unseen,
And by thine offspring here unknown,
To manifest thyself to men,

Hast set thine image in thy Son.
2 As the bright sun's meridian blaze
O'erwhelms and pains our feeble sight,
But cheers us with his softer rays
When shining with reflected light;
3 So, in thy Son, thy power divine,
Thy wisdom, justice, truth, and love,
With mild and pleasing lustre shine,
Reflected from thy throne above.

4 Though Jews, who granted not his claim, Contemptuous turned away their face,

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